Alex didn't finish his sentence, but many speculations had already risen in his mind.

In the face of such a monster, it would be understandable if only one or two people were left to support the arrival of rescue with the time that their companions had earned with their lives, but none of the people who were attacked by the gargoyles died, and most of the injuries were bruises and bumps, then this thing felt a little unbelievable.

This can no longer be described as a mere coincidence or miracle.

And judging from the reactions of those townspeople last night, the appearance of the gargoyle monster was also the first time they had seen it

After that, the two of them stayed in the clinic for a while, and learned from the town doctor about the deceased in the Piper incident, and although Hesse was only a doctor in a remote town, he also served as the town's forensic doctor. Except for one or two of the deceased's family members, who strongly opposed the autopsy, and the elder John, who had just been killed last night, he had performed autopsies on the rest of the deceased, so he naturally knew the details of the deceased.

As the mayor of the town said, all the causes of death of the deceased found after the sound of the whistle were different, and there was almost no common ground in terms of the method of death, the time of death, and the identity and background of the deceased.

I feel that I have been busy for so long and I have nothing to gain Otto walked out of the clinic with a sore back, yawning on his mouth, and the battle with the documents made his spirit even more depressed compared to before, and now he was almost sleepy and couldn't open his eyes, allowing Alex's pulling inertia to move forward with his eyes half-closed: Didn't you say that he came to gather intelligence? Aren't we really doing this in vain?

Now that we've gathered a lot of information, it's time to move on to the next place.

The old hunter dragged Otto through the town, and from time to time they would meet a few townsfolk passing by, the former could keenly catch the hatred and fear hidden in the eyes of these townspeople looking at him, but perhaps because of his fierce temperament, he met several townspeople along the way, and no one dared to come forward to find the stubble of the two, so the two of them could be regarded as walking through the town unimpeded.

Have it?! How did I not know? Otto opened his eyes in some surprise, but immediately narrowed his eyes in the harsh sunlight and yawned again: "So where are we going next?" I'm so sleepy, when can I stop and let me sleep for a while

The old hunter didn't look back: go to the cemetery, then you can sleep there for a while, and I'll investigate

Hearing the word cemetery, Otto suddenly fell asleep, and he opened his eyes in horror to look at Alex who was pulling him forward:?! Did I just hear something terrible? You didn't mean to bury me in the cemetery so that I could sleep there forever?

Otto, there's a very strange place. The old hunter obviously didn't mean to mess around with him, and didn't give any explanation for what he had just said, but instead threw out a new question: although the witch has incredible power, this incredulity also has a limit, it may be able to make a stone gain life like a creature, but it is only a stone that gains life, and it is impossible to become a gargoyle with lifelike workmanship

Otto looked a little confused, the lack of sleep made the gears in his brain rust sluggish and jerky: You mean the witch is still an artist, she taught herself how to carve a few stones, and then transformed them into her own pets?

No, I mean that the witch may have ready-made transformation materials, Alex was a little speechless about his judgment, and his steps were a little faster, some of those gargoyles yesterday were covered with moss, and some of the outer skin looked a little worn, which seemed to be caused by long-term exposure to the outside world, and in terms of style, their appearance was actually very similar to the dripping beast on the roof, or simply some stone statue or something, so I suspect that the witch may have transformed the materials at hand into her demons

Alex pulled Otto forward very fast, fast enough to catch up with an adult trot, and the town was really not very large, so soon the two of them came to the large iron gate of the cemetery at the edge of the town.

The cemetery in the town of Melas is located in the far corner of the northeast corner of the town, with walls all around

The first half of the cemetery is a cemetery keeper's hut that doubles as a shelter, a morgue for the corpses, and a coffin-making workshop, a crumbling-looking two-story cabin, and a small vegetable garden with bricks in the front yard with green vegetables, and continues along the artificial path outside the front yard, passing through several pairs of paths placed on both sides of the pathAfter no sculptures or ornamentation, you can reach the town's cemetery.

However, the old hunter ate a closed door.

No entry! Go back to where you are going! To let you strangers step into the cemetery is to disturb the dead who are buried here!

The grave keeper is a strange old man named Joey, listening to Hesse, this strange old man with a withdrawn personality and living alone has been a grave keeper for decades, and others are unwilling to deal with the dead, feeling unlucky, only he does not dislike the work of dealing with the dead all day long, and he is responsible for the burial, building coffins for the dead, assisting the priest in funerals, burials, and guarding the cemetery, but he is silent, gloomy and difficult to contact, so many people in the town do not have a good impression of him.

Judging from Otto's current feelings, his perception of this old man is indeed not very good, and his voice is too loud, not only did he not feel sleepy when he shouted at the beginning, but now it also shocked his ears.

The thin old man was hunched up, and the wrinkles on his face made him look like a piece of bark that looked like a human face, and although he was separated by a large iron door, he was not afraid of Alex, who was tall and fierce, and even slammed the iron fence with his crutches, making a series of sharp and piercing knocking sounds.

Old man, we really have no ill intentions, please calm down, we also want to help you, see if we can find clues about the witch from the body of the victim yesterday, and end the tragedy in this town as soon as possible

Seeing that the other party reacted so violently, the old hunter was also a little at a loss, and waved his hand again and again to try to solve the misunderstanding, but before he finished speaking, he was yelled back by Joey in a louder voice: Get out! Despicable outlanders are not allowed in! Go back!

Otto covered his ears and couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw Alex's fierce face lose its deterrent effect for the first time and had to slip back in ashes: Silly, right? I didn't expect there to be people in the world who are not afraid of your face, right? What do you think? Now that it's almost time, shouldn't we go to church?

But what I didn't expect was that the old hunter didn't have any frustration on his face, but instead had a straight face with a somewhat serious expression, and he didn't know what he was thinking: those stone pillars should indeed have something on them

What? Otto's head couldn't turn for a moment.

Forget it, let's go to the church and meet them first

In the church in the town, Clement knelt at the table as usual and prayed sincerely, he didn't wear the ascetic robe he had before, his robe was used to cover up Old John's miserable condition last night, so he was now only wearing an ordinary clergy garment, the sun just shone through the skylight to form a beam of light in front of the pulpit, a little dust reflected the light and turned into a point of light floating around him, and Rog and Ilson were standing a little farther away from Clement discussing something, since it was not yet time to get to the town, So there were only three of them in the church.

By this time, however, their discussion was coming to an end, and Mayor Mare was glued to Ilson, as if he was making a final decision: would he still do it in the end? Maybe there are other ways to solve it

No more, Rogge. You and I both know that we only have this choice now, don't we? From the moment the witch's pet was exposed to the townspeople, it was impossible for the Pied Piper incident to be prevaricated by serial murderers as it had been in the past. We didn't find the Piper before it spread, and it has become inevitable that the town will provoke a new round of witch hunting, and now we may not be able to contain the situation in Melas alone Ilson sighed and showed a helpless look, now we have to stabilize the situation, the fear, anger and violent desire of the townspeople to execute the witch are like a time bomb, only by solving this time bomb that may explode at any time, the witch will be completely out of control

The trial becomes a controllable, allegational witch trial that can be terminated at any time before we can think about what we want to accomplish

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Clement, who was praying, but, Pastor Clement, you see, this does not mean that we support what you call a witch hunt

If you dare to try to burn innocent people at the stake during the witch hunt like you did last time, the cooperation will end and we will still stand up to stop you!

Faced with the undisguised threat, Clement stood up and turned as if he had not heard the last prayer, and a rare smile appeared on his usually cold face, as if he was glad that the other had finally found his way back.

Rest assured, I will cleanse me of all evil and heresy that opposes the Lord, and let the witch inheritance in Melas be cut off forever

Alright, the lost lambs are coming, so let's have a good time with the witch hunt

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